to open the toilet seat just as vomit flies from my mouth while the knife clatters on the tile floor. About a minute later, I fall backwards over my feet, my head and shoulders slamming into the wall. I rest my left arm on my propped up left knee while grabbing both of my temples with my right hand as my body starts to go numb.
I hear the front door get thrown open as someone runs inside the house , followed by footsteps pounding against the tile in the hallway. Cheza comes around the corner and drops to my side as she grabs my head and pulls me into her chest.
“Cole! Cole! What’s wrong!?” Cheza asks frantically. I’m unable to speak so I open our link.
“I think I almost just killed Sara…” I tell her while staring wide-eyed at the knife on the floor.
“I just saw it. Don’t worry Cole; we’ll get this straightened out later.” Cheza thinks while referring to an image I must have sent her unintentionally.
“I was going to kill her once I had the information…If my phone hadn’t started ringing, I would have…I would have…” I think as I wrap my arms around Cheza’s waist. She sits there with me for the duration that it takes me to calm down.
“I’ll be right back.” Cheza thinks as she stands and walks out of the bathroom.
“Tia! Come in here and apologize to Cole!” Cheza shouts from down the hallway. I hear them both head into the room, shut my door, and walk into the bathroom.
“What happened?” Tia asks quietly when she sees my state and the knife on the floor.
“Sara was talking to someone on the phone. When she mentioned Greenland, Cole realized that he needed to find out who she was talking to. That led him to grabbing a knife, planning to extract the information from Sara, followed by killing her.” Cheza explains for me, filling in the blanks that the image must’ve left with what I told her.
“Cole, was it Airi?” Tia asks.
“She suggested I use a knife and hold it to Sara’s neck to get the truth from her, but pressing the knife into her neck until it bled to show her I was serious and killing her after I had the information? That was just me…” I whisper.
“Please Tia! Just kill me before I hurt Cheza or you or Sara or Nat a—” is as far as I get before Cheza backhands me so hard that she knocks two of my right molars loose; I think she also broke her right middle finger.
“Cole, if you ever speak that way again, I will make sure that you watch me die first before you get to.” Cheza says in a flat tone meaning that she is so angry that she can no longer scream. I know exactly what to say in this situation: Nothing.
“If you two go pulling a Romeo and Juliet on me, I am going to be so pissed! Henceforth, both of you are forbidden from talking to any friars or entering any apothecaries.” Tia declares and we all chuckle a little bit.
“ Cheza, let me see your right hand.” I say as I stand up, able to notice the swelling already; plus my own right hand feels like it’s throbbing a bit.
“No,” Cheza replies.
“Cheza…” I say.
“N—” she starts before I interrupt her with a kiss while grabbing her right hand.
“OW!” Cheza exclaims into my mouth. I break the kiss, pick up the knife, slash open my left hand and make a small incision in her right middle finger.
“Airi, you know what to do.”
(Yeah, yeah)
My blood streams into her right hand and accelerates the mending of her bone . (5.6 Liters remaining)
“Hey Tia! Have you seen the medium sized chef’s knife?” Sara shouts from the kitchen.
“NO I HAV EN’T!” Tia replies.
“By the way, where were you two with Natasha?” I ask while desperately trying to get my mind off the current subject.
“We were running some errands. We were actually headed back here when Chezarei told me to drive faster, saying that something was happening to you. That’s when I told her to call you and when you didn’t answer, I picked up the speed to eighty and got us here about a minute
I hear the front door get thrown open as someone runs inside the house , followed by footsteps pounding against the tile in the hallway. Cheza comes around the corner and drops to my side as she grabs my head and pulls me into her chest.
“Cole! Cole! What’s wrong!?” Cheza asks frantically. I’m unable to speak so I open our link.
“I think I almost just killed Sara…” I tell her while staring wide-eyed at the knife on the floor.
“I just saw it. Don’t worry Cole; we’ll get this straightened out later.” Cheza thinks while referring to an image I must have sent her unintentionally.
“I was going to kill her once I had the information…If my phone hadn’t started ringing, I would have…I would have…” I think as I wrap my arms around Cheza’s waist. She sits there with me for the duration that it takes me to calm down.
“I’ll be right back.” Cheza thinks as she stands and walks out of the bathroom.
“Tia! Come in here and apologize to Cole!” Cheza shouts from down the hallway. I hear them both head into the room, shut my door, and walk into the bathroom.
“What happened?” Tia asks quietly when she sees my state and the knife on the floor.
“Sara was talking to someone on the phone. When she mentioned Greenland, Cole realized that he needed to find out who she was talking to. That led him to grabbing a knife, planning to extract the information from Sara, followed by killing her.” Cheza explains for me, filling in the blanks that the image must’ve left with what I told her.
“Cole, was it Airi?” Tia asks.
“She suggested I use a knife and hold it to Sara’s neck to get the truth from her, but pressing the knife into her neck until it bled to show her I was serious and killing her after I had the information? That was just me…” I whisper.
“Please Tia! Just kill me before I hurt Cheza or you or Sara or Nat a—” is as far as I get before Cheza backhands me so hard that she knocks two of my right molars loose; I think she also broke her right middle finger.
“Cole, if you ever speak that way again, I will make sure that you watch me die first before you get to.” Cheza says in a flat tone meaning that she is so angry that she can no longer scream. I know exactly what to say in this situation: Nothing.
“If you two go pulling a Romeo and Juliet on me, I am going to be so pissed! Henceforth, both of you are forbidden from talking to any friars or entering any apothecaries.” Tia declares and we all chuckle a little bit.
“ Cheza, let me see your right hand.” I say as I stand up, able to notice the swelling already; plus my own right hand feels like it’s throbbing a bit.
“No,” Cheza replies.
“Cheza…” I say.
“N—” she starts before I interrupt her with a kiss while grabbing her right hand.
“OW!” Cheza exclaims into my mouth. I break the kiss, pick up the knife, slash open my left hand and make a small incision in her right middle finger.
“Airi, you know what to do.”
(Yeah, yeah)
My blood streams into her right hand and accelerates the mending of her bone . (5.6 Liters remaining)
“Hey Tia! Have you seen the medium sized chef’s knife?” Sara shouts from the kitchen.
“NO I HAV EN’T!” Tia replies.
“By the way, where were you two with Natasha?” I ask while desperately trying to get my mind off the current subject.
“We were running some errands. We were actually headed back here when Chezarei told me to drive faster, saying that something was happening to you. That’s when I told her to call you and when you didn’t answer, I picked up the speed to eighty and got us here about a minute
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